Beyond Reason
1046 Words
She felt surprised and confused herself, she glanced at her daughter.
"Ah, never mind."
She chuckled shaking her head.
When she opened her cell phone, there was a Line message from Andra, asking about her wife's threatening chat. She took a screenshot of the chat with her boyfriend's wife and then sent it.
"I've sent it darling, sorry I've just had time to reply."
She insert the sticker with pitiful eyes.
Currently all that was on her mind and heart was her two beloved twin daughters, how can they both live with well and worthy.
Even though she has to fight alone as a single parent, even if she has to be reprimand and angry by someone's wife thousands of times, insulted, curse, mockery, she doesn't care. She was immune to it all, even though it sometimes hurt and really pierced her heart. But all of that was nothing compared to the bitter reality, when she had to separate from the man who was none other than, the father of her two beloved daughters.
In fact, she is not thinking about starting a household again at this time, but if Allah SWT has other wills she cannot refuse it. Fate can still be changed but who can change destiny, is it me, you, or their? Wallahu alam (only god know).
"They're still sending insulting chats, threatening whether they don't have work? They're really busy, looks like. Yes they're busy, they're busy taking care of me huh! I already told they, to come to my house they don't want too, but they keep send reprimand me blah blah blah ... I'm lazy serve them, it's not my fault anyway. Their own husbands who came to me, I just know I were working to earn money. They were booking me in the room I accompany drinking, singing, dancing, if someone asked me to make love I would, done! I can't refuse fortune right, then that's I wrong? You stupid old ladies, try their in my position." she grumbled in annoyance, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Sigh! She breathed heavily again and again.
It turns out that it wasn't just wife Andra, but many more who were reprimand her. She thought that wife Andra, and her three other costumer wives would not send her insulting and threatening messages again. But it turns out that all of them, who had problem with her still not consider that reprimand it's already finished, and their message reprimand turned into terror, not insults and threats anymore. Sadistic!
On the other side...
Andra so thought about what his wife Puspitasari, would do if she found out that he was still in a relationship with the widow with twin daughter. He has been married to his wife for fifteen years, and has four sons and his wife works as a midwife.
Andra was confused, anxious, worried, basically he had mixed feelings. He couldn't break off his relationship with the woman with two daughter, but on the other side he also didn't want anything bad to happen to his wife. He couldn't sleep, since reading the chat from Flower sent him last night.
"What should, I do? I love Okem, but I also love my wife. I have serious intentions and I even want to marry Okem, not yet marry her but it's already like this. I'm afraid my wife will do things which beyond reason."
He was stressed thinking about it, while occasionally talking to himself with his collection of toys in his office room.
Sigh! He breathed heavily again and again.
If that bald man said, "It's better to talk to the robots, my toy collection. Whether I'm angry, sad, happy, difficult, crying, laughing, want somersault or dance and if I want to talk like how, they're all keep quiet no one will complain!"
Interesting and unique man, right? Well, that's what he's like, some of his friends say he's a man who's lost his mind aka crazy. But according to Flower, he was a very attractive man.
And because since last night, there had been no reply to the chat from Flower, making him even more anxious and worried. He send message one more time, before calling her.
"What are you doing Okem darling, and where are you?" he sent it straight away.
The vibration from her cell phone in her jeans pocket suddenly startled her.
"Eh!"
She took it from her pocket, continuing to open the green app.
"Oh, from my lover."
Her thin lips implied at a faint smile, she immediately replied asking him to call her.
"When you get to the apartment I'll stop by, be careful when you drive Okem darling, muah!" he said after chatting at length high area squared, he hung up the phone likewise the Sundanese Betawi woman.
"Everything will be fine, Flower." she said in her heart.
Sigh! Her breath was heavy.
Today's journey was truly tiring!
Arriving at her elite apartment located in the Sunter area of North Jakarta, around nine o'clock in the evening. She immediately went to her room, laying down on her throne straightened her back and legs, she stretched her violin body!
"Ouch, why is it so nice?" she muttered, she fell asleep in a matter of minutes.
Her two daughters slept in their own room which was next to hers, Minah did her chores before going to bed.
Not yet she woke up from her subconscious, Andra had already appeared his nose to the apartment, he had been waiting for about half an hour in the living room while enjoying a red sampoerna cigarette, accompanied by a glass of torabika coffee milk.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Come in."
Ceklek...
"Madam, the boss is in the living room it's been there, for half an hour." Minah explained slowly.
"Hemm."
Aunt Minah immediately came out of from her bedroom.
Flower got up from her throne, smoothed and pinned her long hair and stepped into the living room. Immediately she stopped for a moment near the large sideboard cupboard in the living room, peeking out from behind the sideboard while listening to Andra's conversation with her two daughters, which was full of laughter.
Her eyes were filled with tears, didn't feel the tears rolling down her cheeks.
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